"Fed and Watered" as written by and Joshua Jon Pyke....
There was a wait in the water,
A weight in the air.
If I'd waited any longer an additional fare.
And they can keep you around like a head on a stake,
I guess the industry found a use for my name sake.

I built my callouses up,
from fooling on the guitar.
I keep them hard in the midst of what seems soft and bizarre.
And ephemeral notions like a song are a curse,
offering a return but making me feel worse.

If you want to quit, you should quit like a winner.
Cut your losses and extricate yourself from the bidding.
And tell your friends that you could've if you'd wanted to,
And tell yourself that it's strong to make a hard call.

And when the others are all fed and watered,
You're still betting and cheering her on.
By then I'll bet you'll be gone.

So I sit in the meantime and sharpen my teeth,
And encode all the bitterness I choose to bequeath,
But if 1 = C then your A = 3 but the encryption just adds to the mendacity.

Now I'm on top of the water,
Still suppressed by the air.
I earn my wage on a track that's almost totally bare,
Of the things I expected when I first got the itch,
I'd turn it off if only there existed a switch.

And If you want to quit, you should quit like a winner.
Cut your losses and extricate yourself from the bidding.
And tell your friends that you could've if you'd wanted to,
And tell yourself that it's strong to make a hard call.

And if you wanna try you should try like a loser,
Who keeps on betting their life on a slow horse,
And every year well she gets a little more tired,
You're still betting, cheering her on.
By then I'll bet you'll be gone.

Somtimes I get to a point where little problems seem too big for me.
And then I let them unravel like a line in the ocean sinking down into the density.
And when the pressure becomes the the same amount as what's inside of me.
Well I can sink and explode or hold my breath until I float,
I gamble on my own biology.
The barnacles on the ladder bleed my feet while they set a good example in tenacity.

And If you want to quit, you should quit like a winner.
Cut your losses and extricate yourself from the bidding.
And tell your friends that you could've if you'd wanted to,
And tell yourself that it's strong to make a hard call.

And if you wanna try you should try like a loser,
Who keeps on betting their life on a slow horse,
And every year well she gets a little more tired,
You're still betting, cheering her on.

And when the others are all fed and watered,
You're still betting and cheering her on.
Yeah, you're still betting and cheering her on.
By then I'll bet you'll be gone,
By then I'll bet you'll be gone,
By then I'll bet you'll be gone,
By then I'll bet you'll be gone,


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    General CommentThis reminds of me those macho twats but I don't think it's about that.

    Sounds like failure, the fear of it and the overall 'depth' of someone who feels that success is number one.
    klson May 14, 2007   Link
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    General CommentIt's about gambling and gambling addiction.
    "And If you want to quit, you should quit like a winner.
    Cut your losses and extricate yourself from the bidding."

    "And if you wanna try you should try like a loser,
    Who keeps on betting their life on a slow horse,"
    speakerrunon September 03, 2007   Link
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    General CommentFirstly, I agree with speakerrun that the chorus on the surface appears to be about a gambling addicton: it demeans stayng in the game, as by chosing to gamble you are a "loser" and by choosng to cut your losses you are a "winner".

    The verses however seem to be about the music industry:

    "And they can keep you around like a head on a stake,
    I guess the industry found a use for my name sake."
    - The industry keeps using him as a poster-boy, he feels he has little control over the use of his image, and it is his image/name and not himself as a person/performer that draws intruige

    "I built my callouses up,
    from fooling on the guitar.
    I keep them hard in the midst of what seems soft and bizarre."
    - the industry demands a "soft and bizarre" image and the juxaposition of the hard calouses acts to cast the industry in a bizzare light

    "And ephemeral notions like a song are a curse,
    offering a return but making me feel worse."
    - The industry and song writing are more pain than gain/return

    "So I sit in the meantime and sharpen my teeth,
    And encode all the bitterness I choose to bequeath,
    But if 1 = C then your A = 3 but the encryption just adds to the mendacity."
    - Once again he loathes "bequeathing bitterness", but he chooses to keep doing it in order to stay in the game. He really doesn't like what he is dong an aknowledges that it is only temporary ("in the meantime")

    "Now I'm on top of the water,
    Still suppressed by the air."
    - One of the best in his field, still anlysed by media and consumers and controled by the industry players

    "I earn my wage on a track that's almost totally bare,"
    - once again the loathing of his career choice comes through, it is an uncomfortable "bare" existance

    "Of the things I expected when I first got the itch,
    I'd turn it off if only there existed a switch."
    - All the things that drew him down this path become part of the trappings that inavoidably keep him here

    Read in the light of the verses, the chorus then acts as an extended metaphor.

    On the surface the chorus is about gambling. The music industry is a gamble that "winners" gently bow out of before they are tired out. In the end we are left with the note "by then I bet you'll be gone", which is cleaverly dichotomous: he hopes he will be a "winner" and have bowed out, but at present he is still betting, still gambling, and still playing the music game.
    elforn01on January 08, 2008   Link
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    General Comment"If you want to quit, you should quit like a winner.
    Cut your losses and extricate yourself from the bidding.
    And tell your friends that you could've if you'd wanted to,
    And tell yourself that it's strong to make a hard call.

    And when the others are all fed and watered,
    You're still betting and cheering her on.
    By then I'll bet you'll be gone."

    This bit seems to me to be about a girl that everyone likes, everyone wants a piece of her etc, but sometimes you take yourself out of the running because you know you'll never get her, but out of bravado or whatever you tell your friends that you "could've" if you'd wanted to.

    But deep down you really, really like her, you want more than one thing and then when the others are all "fed & watered" i.e. have got what they wanted from this girl, you're still "cheering her on" which to me represents a deep, deep feeling for her, but because you've removed yourself from the running you're "gone" and will never stand a chance with her.
    orestes32on July 05, 2008   Link
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    General CommentJosh Pyke said before playing this song live at Solar Music Festival that he was trying to write a song comparing the music industry to the horse racing industry.
    dantejton August 10, 2009   Link
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    General CommentSo I sit in the meantime and sharpen my teeth,
    And encode all the bitterness I choose to bequeath,
    But if 1 = C then your A = 3 but the encryption just adds to the mendacity.

    I really, really love that bit
    There really arent enough songs with "bequeath" in them lol
    ziggyplayedguitaron August 13, 2009   Link

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